16.4.13

sometimes when i'm hopelessly applying for jobs on craigslist, i see myself like, in a lab on an operating table, naked and squirming with tubes hooked up to me and there's a voice over where an evil sounding scientist says, "he was....designed to be, physically incapable of getting and maintaining a job" (cut to shot of me looking at my hand as i curl all my fingers in agony and then it zooms into my body on a cellular level, showing cells rejecting other cells, sometimes fusing) voiceover: "subject A is...quite simply, a marvel of advancement in the field of....somehow being a lot less able to get and maintain jobs than others."